Some things are different for me now. I guess that’s common when someone is diagnosed with a deadly disease. I really noticed it today when I was at UNC, waiting to see the doc. Someone’s baby was crying non-stop. His mom was having her labs drawn, and one of the nurses was carrying him around, trying to get him to stop. In the past I would have been thinking, “Someone please shut that annoying baby up.” But today it made me cry too.